The Villain Who Stole Hearts-Chapter 103: The Arrival of Anna

After finalizing the endorsement deal with Lisa, Veil ended the call, set his phone on the counter, and leaned back against the headboard. He glanced at the woman bathed in sunlight, her fingers splayed as she reached toward the window. The sun cast a golden hue over her crimson outfit—Blood Mandala. With a strange expression, he asked, "You like sunlight?"

Her voice was soft, almost drifting. "I’m an assassin... but that doesn’t mean I enjoy hiding in the shadows all the time. Sometimes, walking in the sun reminds me that I’m still human. Not just some machine made for killing."

Hmm.

A woman of culture, with depth.

Even her words carried meaning.

Veil couldn’t help but feel a twinge of emotion. He reached out, gently pulling her into his arms, his voice low and comforting. "Don’t overthink it."

Blood Mandala turned her head. That alluring face of hers was laced with suspicion.

Something felt... off.

Why did Veil seem like a completely different man compared to last night or even this morning?

Veil paused for a moment, then added, "From now on, those days of hiding are over. If you like the sun, then soak in it all you want. Even if there are places the sunlight can’t reach... you have me."

In his heart, he thought, I meant that figuratively, not with a specific body part. I’m warmth incarnate. Truly.

"Mm."

Blood Mandala lowered her gaze, confusion clouding her eyes as she unconsciously snuggled deeper into his embrace.

Yes, it felt warm... but something about all this just felt odd.

They lay there together for over an hour before she finally left, exhausted.

Not long after, Kai entered the room with Veil’s permission. He looked tense.

"Young Master, Casper Voss might’ve caught onto something. He’s coming to Veyport City!"

Casper Voss—legendary prophet in the original story. His foresight could avert disaster and turn the tides of fate.

Veil had originally ordered surveillance on him from a distance—so cautious that they used drones instead of men, just to avoid triggering the old bastard’s sixth sense.

Now that he heard Casper was headed to Veyport City, Veil wasn’t surprised. If anything, he thought it was laughably late. So much for the great prophet.

He wasn’t worried. Caden Voss, Casper’s precious grandson, had already been handled—so thoroughly, in fact, that not even ashes remained.

Now Casper was showing up, only after the fact? Bit too late, old man.

Even the smell of the corpse powder had faded by now.

Kai was clearly on edge. "Young Master, should we return to Luxhaven City? Casper Voss isn’t someone we can afford to mess with. Our guys out there are skilled, yes, but they’ve nearly been exposed several times. We just don’t have the manpower to face him head-on."

"Retreating to Luxhaven is the safest option. No matter how powerful he is, he can’t stir up trouble there!"

This time, there was no joking in Kai’s tone.

He was under immense pressure.

It wasn’t that he feared death.

He feared dying without being able to protect the Young Master.

That kind of failure... would haunt him even in the afterlife.

Everyone in the bodyguard team knew how well Veil treated them—like family.

And Kai? He wasn’t the type to repay kindness with betrayal.

He’d die for Veil if it came to that.

But if he was going to die—he wanted it to mean something.

"Relax. He’s just an old dog. What’s the panic?" Veil rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Based on his estimates, Casper’s physical stats were likely around 200—stronger than Caden by a long shot, but still far below his own 385. And that wasn’t even counting the trump cards.

Like the Nine Revolutions of the True Dragon technique.

Once activated, its third revolution would multiply his power by 3.375 times, bringing his physique close to 1,300.

Over six times stronger.

Like a grown man toying with a toddler.

Letting Casper wander around unchecked in his city? Ridiculous.

Veyport City was his home turf—he wasn’t about to let some mutt run wild here.

"Send someone to get close to Casper Voss," Veil ordered.

Kai’s eyes went wide. "That’ll expose your identity!"

Veil chuckled. "That’s the point. Give our brave volunteer a little extra hazard pay, have him leak my identity to Casper. No need for the old man to flail around the city like a headless fly. Let him come straight to me."

Kai hesitated, torn.

His instincts screamed that it was a bad idea. But his loyalty told him not to question the Young Master’s orders.

He was caught between duty and reason, at a loss for words.

Veil shook his head with a helpless smile, then looked at Kai more seriously. "Haven’t you noticed I’m not quite the same as before?"

Kai nodded solemnly. "Yes. You’ve changed. A lot."

Veil felt a flicker of comfort. That’s why Kai was his most trusted man.

No need to say too much—he always understood the meaning behind the words.

Back when Veil took down Roy, that alone should’ve been enough proof of his power.

But before Veil could even praise him, Kai continued, "Young Master... you always warned us not to get too obsessed with women. But you really should pace yourself too. Your face looks... extremely pale."

Veil’s expression twitched.

"Just do as I said. I’ll handle the rest. And don’t let the family give me any trouble!"

"Understood..." Kai muttered and shuffled out, clearly distraught.

Veil stood there, his face twitching with frustration.

Pale?

Seriously?

Did Kai really think he enjoyed indulging in carnal pleasures?

It was all for the sake of villain points!

Just last night, he’d put in serious effort—physically and mentally—to earn 5,000 points.

That was a return on investment!

Worth it?

Definitely.

In fact, he could probably squeeze out a few thousand more if he tried harder next time!

By noon, Kai was calmly driving the Bentley, delivering Veil to the airport before turning back.

Holding a numbered sign in his hand, Veil stood confidently at the exit.

Not long after, a tall woman approached, wrapped up head-to-toe in a mask, sunglasses, and a baseball cap. Without sparing him a glance, she said flatly, "Follow me."

Then turned on her heel and walked straight toward the parking lot.

Once inside the waiting RV, the tall woman finally removed her gear—unveiling a face so breathtaking, countless men had dreamed of it.

"Hello, Mr. Veil. I suppose you don’t remember me, do you?"

Her voice was refined, her demeanor poised, every inch exuding the calm authority of a true queen of the entertainment world.

She was Anna.

One of the undisputed leading ladies in the world of fame and power.

And she absolutely deserved the title.

Veil calmly activated his Charm skill, a warm smile on his face. "Miss Anna, what are you saying? You’re the queen of the entertainment world with over a hundred million fans. How could I possibly forget?"

"So you did forget," Anna chuckled softly. "Seems like you’ve already erased the little things that happened back at Luxhaven’s No.1 University. But I’ve heard quite a few interesting stories about you, little junior..."

...?

What?

What the hell is she talking about?

This was not how things were supposed to go. Anna graduated from Luxhaven’s top university... and she knows him?

What the fuck? Just how much does she actually know?

This definitely wasn’t part of the original story! There was no such non-main-plot interaction in the original version!

In the spacious back seat of the luxury RV, Anna sat across from Veil, arms loosely crossed as she studied him with clear amusement dancing in her eyes.

"No need to look so awkward," she said with a teasing smile. "We’re alumni, after all. If any of your past stories are too embarrassing to share, I won’t bring them up."

Veil glanced at her smiling, stunningly beautiful face and quietly let out a breath of relief.

It didn’t seem like she was holding any dirt on him.

That meant... the rumors she heard were probably just the family-crafted PR spin meant to cover up some of his early screw-ups.

After all, the entertainment world wasn’t like the inner circles of noble families—people there only saw what was on the surface. Digging deeper would’ve been near impossible.

Besides, back when she was still at university, Anna had been just a relatively unknown actress. There was no way she had the connections to access classified information.

Thank God—at least it wasn’t anything damaging.

He would’ve been screwed otherwise.

There were too many dangerous undercurrents running beneath the surface, and even he didn’t feel confident swimming in those waters without getting dragged under.

"Senior."

Veil didn’t hold back and obediently addressed her with a respectful "Senior."

Anna’s lips curved into a knowing smile.

"You really are shameless. You clearly didn’t recognize me at first. Back in school, I always thought there was something... odd about you. You looked like someone from a regular background, but even the rich kids didn’t dare mess with you. And now here you are, quietly investing in a rising cosmetics brand. My little junior, you’re hiding some serious depth."

Veil gave a sheepish smile. "Oh, it’s nothing. I’m just lucky to have my family’s support. There’s no deep game here. You, on the other hand, have sharp eyes and see right through people."

Strangely, Veil found himself a little emotional.

It was lucky Anna had known the previous version of him back in college.

Back then, the original Veil had been kept under strict family control—otherwise, his true nature might’ve come out too soon.

That would’ve been a disaster.